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After so many days we seek
a perfect time of which to speak;
within those minutes, hours, and days,
love displayed in a million ways.
Time is somehow sliced and pureed
'til total use is guaranteed;
schedules set so time obeys;
love displayed in a million ways.
Each breath we take fills us with love;
when breathing's done we'll go above,
and time won't matter -- endless days;
love displayed in a million ways.
After so many days we seek
love displayed in a million ways.
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Author Notes
Thanks to VMarguarite for use of the artwork.
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